Rhett And Link Fanfic Novels & Stories

Of course all this thinking Harmony was doing was in her dorm, hours after saying yes to Rhett. "Stupid! Why'd you say yes?! What were you thinking?!" Harmony smacked her head, and groaned. She didn't need to wonder what she was thinking when she said yes to him. Simple. She wasn't thinking. How could she when Rhett was just staring at her with those dark eyes of his, daring her to look anywhere else but him? She could accuse herself of being dramatic but there was just something about Rhett. In every sense he was built for dominance. Be it his figure larger than most, or just the aura he gave off.

Jace rasped. Rhett gently pushed him onto the bed. Jace’s eyes didn’t leave his as he crawled backwards until his head was resting on the pillows with Rhett hovering above him. Rhett watched him carefully, analyzing the look in his mate’s eyes. When he didn’t see any doubt, Rhett’s wolf roared as his fangs sank into Jace’s skin, their bond igniting like wildfire. Power surged between them, hot, blinding, endless. Jace gasped, his fingers shifting into claws and raking down Rhett’s back as the connection flared alive, raw and unbreakable. Every heartbeat, every breath, every ounce of Jace’s strength braided into Rhett’s own.

"She's... the dimensional collapse pulled her through. I can't sense her anywhere." "Then get her back!" Rhett snarls, lunging toward Celina with desperate fury. "Do what you did for them!" He gestures wildly toward us, his control completely shattered. "Create another projection, another ritual—I'll be the anchor! I'll go into that place and bring her home!" "Rhett—" Celina begins, tears streaming down her face.

The forest screams. Rhett collapses forward, gasping. I barely catch him before he hits the ground. His skin is burning with fever, his veins nearly hallow beneath. I drop to my knees with him. I can feel the link already forming—my being syncing to hers. My life bleeding into hers. “Breathe,” I whisper. “It’s done.” He looks up at me, eyes unfocused. “Did it work?” “Yes.” He exhales, relief breaking through his pain. “Good.”

He sired me, and even I fear him greatly. I reach Rhett through our mind link. When he connects with me, he seems uneasy. "Are you good?" "Uh, yes. I mean, not exactly. I feel a bit lightheaded." "Why? Where are you?" "At Rick's." Rhett slurs like he is distracted by something. I try to invade his mind and see through his eyes but he is too stubborn. He never allows me to do that, and it is twitchingly annoying. "So, there is someone in the field."

He licked his bottom lip so deliciously, as if he had just tasted a rare delicacy… or was about to. Without thinking, Rain gripped Rhett's chin, forcing his head upwards and their eyes to meet. The rage within Rhett's eyes couldn't be measured. "Hmmm, I like this look," Rain chuckled. "Go to hell, Rain. You think seeing a witch to gift you little power over us will make you sit on the throne… dream on," Rhett spat in his face. Rain did not yell. He dropped his chin and casually turned to his mate, who offered him a silk cloth to clean the mess. Once he was certain he had gotten rid of the filth, Rain smiled.

as Rhett tried to grapple with the spitfire that is my annoying sister. Her black curls bounced as she wriggled free of his grasp like a snake over and over, ensuring she got her full declaration out. Finally Rhett had to press her to his chest, her mouth pressed into his shirt where she finally relented and wrapped her arms around his waist instead of shouting. So Glenn’s mate is too delicate for Fyrestone and Rhett is too injured to be my Beta. Fuck. My merry little band of friends is wrecked.

“Rhett’s here.” “That’s my cue to leave,” I stay standing, heading for the door. “He’s heading to the holding cells!” Tyron calls after me. I open my mind and establish a mental connection with Rhett, *Hey asshole, why didn’t you link me when you were at the border?* Rhett chuckles through the link, *I figured you had enough going on and would see me when you had time.* *I’m headed over to the holding cells now.* *See you shortly.* He replies, and I cut the link.

Lyra was howling, craving their scent and their touch. It felt like my body was wired for them, and I hate how it makes my heart race. I’m not some lovesick fool. I’m Eliana Anderson, and I’ll fight this bond with everything I’ve got. Rhett snorted, as his eyes darkened, “Keep fighting. It will make your failure sweeter. The trials don’t care about your guts. They’ll crush you, and we’ll be there, popcorn ready.” He turned for the door, not even looking back. “Sleep tight. You’re gonna need it.”

"I still prevailed in the end. I had the best four years of Haley’s life—her youth, her love, everything. If you're Rhett, does that really matter? All you're doing is gathering up what I left behind! You're merely accepting something I didn't desire." Rhett’s rage reached a breaking point as his fists clinched so hard that his knuckles became white. He surged forward and silenced Kieran’s taunting with another vicious blow to the skull.